January 9,1909

January 9

He got up about 11:00.
He still had a sore throat and a headache.
His cold didn’t get over at all.
A telephone call from a friend.
The snow lay slightly. It’s snowing hard.
On his way back, the snow over the umbrella was making sounds.
The lights of houses were dim.
He took a bit of snow from the hedge of a shrine and ate it.
With a maid’s kindness, he had hot sake mixed with egg to get over his cold and slept.